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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: Just Because I'm Blonde...
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Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Saturday, September 01, 2007. Just Because I'm Blonde. It's been a year! 5 Freedom Or...
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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: Patricia's Poems
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Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Friday, August 17, 2007. If you wake one morning early. Or see diamonds all around.
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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: Aridity of the Soul
http://hitchhikers-omnibus.blogspot.com/2007/03/aridity-of-soul.html
Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Thursday, March 22, 2007. Aridity of the Soul. Australia Dries me up. I know, I know,...
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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: Song of the Car-Tire-Swan
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Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Wednesday, September 26, 2007. Song of the Car-Tire-Swan. Thus we sit here like rubbe...
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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: GRENDEL'S POND
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Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Saturday, February 23, 2008. BOOK LAUNCH March 5, 2008: GRENDEL’S POND. 5 Freedom Or ...
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The HitchHiker's Omnibus: Allens "LIST"
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Come on the Hitchhiker's Omnibus! This voyage has no biginning, it has no end and the middle is everywhere. It travels across and beyond the globe through mountains of words and valleys of views, this omnibus is a yacht, a submarine or a surfboard, it can ride the waves, or sail subconscious seas, it can transform into spaceship or the flight of a bird. The hitchhikers is today's friend or an icon admired lifetimes ago. Sunday, February 17, 2008. As for Brown's LIFE AGAINST DEATH. Remembering the Mai Wah.
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wallpaper poems: December 2006
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Sometimes poems rise out of many rants and raves, They are thoughts that linger after all is said and done, echoing sounds that suddenly pop out. - Blossoms of the mind- I dedicate this blog to the memory of my mother and my father who loved birds and flowers. Sing, Sing For All Of Us. You Died last NIght. The Road to the Cemetery. In Memory of Mrs. Kalmar. View my complete profile. Saturday, December 30, 2006. What is life but purpose. Is not night but day with the absence of sun? What is love but a gift.
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wallpaper poems: August 2006
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Sometimes poems rise out of many rants and raves, They are thoughts that linger after all is said and done, echoing sounds that suddenly pop out. - Blossoms of the mind- I dedicate this blog to the memory of my mother and my father who loved birds and flowers. Sing, Sing For All Of Us. View my complete profile. Friday, August 04, 2006. I wake from a dream,. Awake I’m still dreaming. A familiar dream, dreamt. Countless times just before daylight. The dream is white and black,. Black or white,.
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wallpaper poems: Mrs. Giardino Passed Away
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Sometimes poems rise out of many rants and raves, They are thoughts that linger after all is said and done, echoing sounds that suddenly pop out. - Blossoms of the mind- I dedicate this blog to the memory of my mother and my father who loved birds and flowers. Sing, Sing For All Of Us. Mrs Giardino Passed Away. View my complete profile. Friday, August 31, 2007. Mrs Giardino Passed Away. Strange, I also was not with her when my mother passed away… I share your feelings and dark emotions….
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wallpaper poems: You Died last NIght
http://wallpaperpoems.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-died-last-night-for-my-unkindness-i.html
Sometimes poems rise out of many rants and raves, They are thoughts that linger after all is said and done, echoing sounds that suddenly pop out. - Blossoms of the mind- I dedicate this blog to the memory of my mother and my father who loved birds and flowers. Sing, Sing For All Of Us. You Died last NIght. The Road to the Cemetery. In Memory of Mrs. Kalmar. View my complete profile. Sunday, December 24, 2006. You Died last NIght. I knew tomorrow would be there. To make it up to you,.
